Orli

Orli, Orli. Orli was, perhaps, the cutest girl I've ever met. We'd shared a class at De Anza. She's not the first Jewish girl to whom I was attracted, but not only is she the only Israelite I've ever known, I often think of her first when I think about Jewish girls. I don't know why I have felt -- for as long as I can remember -- this subtle attraction to Jewish women, but, like my love of Polish women, I doubt it will ever go away. When I'd asked Orli out, I was rejected becasue she was returning to Haifa a few days later. I often think of the possibilities had she not had to return just then.

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